When the school bell rings, and you're free to play,
To the tree you run, and build castles of clay!
When tired of games, you need some rest,
The banyan's shade is the best.
When the schools are closed, and Mama makes many a sweet
And Papa calls friends for a festive greet,
With friends you pluck flowers off the tree, down the street
The banyan's shade is the best.
When the schools are closed, and Mama makes many a sweet
And Papa calls friends for a festive greet,
With friends you pluck flowers off the tree, down the street
When the bed turns warm, and the air is still,
The scorching heat makes you wonder, if it's sweeter still
It's then that the mango groves turn into an amazing wind-mill!
They give us plenty - air, shelter and food,
The Earth would become Heaven, if all were as good!
© Sashikant Mohanty
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